Ru Comet
Courier Extraordinaire
Recipient:
Yula Perl
Start: Horizon Tech Garage, Terminus
At: Hydian Way [ Hyperlane ]
Finish: Horizon Tech Garage, Denon
The courier continued to spin in the chair of the his newly bought, relatively ancient, Plug-6. This ship's design was from the long since passed Cold War. What it lacked in modern amenities it made up for in spirit! Simple systems, robust hull, and enough space to hold the cargo he was use to hauling. Ding an alert popped up on a screen to his right which was hooked up to the holonet "Hm..mhm..." he muttered to himself as he read the order message from his holostore front. It had been quite sometime since he had an order as large as this "That's like-" he began to count on his fingers then looked up at the ceiling of the ship "89 Grand? Nova!" he pressed a few keys on the screen and it sent a confirmation message to
Yula Perl
that Comet's Delivery Service was in.
Ru stood up from the chair and went into the larger open space of his cargo hold/entry way and began to move a few repulsor carts to the side and fastened them together so they wouldn't jostle around. Once he was finished he went over to his bag which he had tossed in the corner a few days prior "No job is complete without my good luck charms!" he chuckled to himself and went back into the cockpit. A few moments later Ru stepped back to admire his arrangement. A signed and highly collectible
Aerarii Tithe
pre-Senate bobblehead posed to give the viewer double finger guns, the inscription along the rich red were Money finds a way. A patriotic picture of
Julius Loghain
and the signature slogan Dragon Energy sat below the bobblehead's base "We have another date with destiny boys!" he dropped into the seat and took hold of the flight controls, the sublight engines roared in the deep void of neutral space. As he put the coordinates for Terminus into the navigational system he flipped his head forward. The visor slid down and began to display the relevant navigational data to him as well as reported Patrol vessels.
Dozens of distant star's light streaked over the courier's visor as the starship entered Hyperspace along the venerable Hydian Way.
"Lets go team!" he clapped several times and cheered on the apathetic cargo droids as they made their laborious possession in and out of the small freighter to load it with Yula's packages. He had landed out of view of the main starports of the area so that his business was conducted in relative privacy. As the last droid moved away from the ship Ru gave them a two fingered salute, the ramp swiftly shutting which plunged the cargo hold into darkness save the light that came through the cockpit's viewports. Ru took his seat and turned on the primary power, flipped the repulsor projectors to their Lift Off settings, retracted the landing gear, and directed the ascending starship to a 25 degree angle. Ru wiggled down into his chair and with a smile of pure joy his right hand slammed the accelerator to the end of its track causing the light freighter to shoot through the air while its engines screamed.
"Unidentified vessel! You are in violation of-" came a voice that was silenced by Ru pressing the Mute All on his communication terminal "Boop." in a few moments there would be Spaceport Authorities all over his starship unless he continued his course out of the planet's atmosphere. The sheer weight of his speed citations from around the galaxy was enough to crush a Gundark, and he wasn't fixing to pay them on Terminus either! Blue light turned to coal as Ru's starship left low orbit and blazed a path into High Orbit where he would be able to get back onto the Hydian Way.
Orange flashes lit up the interior of his ship "Woah!" his head shot over to his left side where he saw large bolts of superheated plasma racing into the endless expanse of space "Why are you shooting?! Its just a ticket- ACK!" he yanked the ship into a barrel roll as previously unseen freighter came into view. The small starship nimbly dodged under then back into the intended path "This is why you don't paint starships black!" he shouted in a mixture of intense fear and agitation. Meanwhile the bobble head continued to give him nods of suave confidence.
Yula Perl
Start: Horizon Tech Garage, Terminus
At: Hydian Way [ Hyperlane ]
Finish: Horizon Tech Garage, Denon
The courier continued to spin in the chair of the his newly bought, relatively ancient, Plug-6. This ship's design was from the long since passed Cold War. What it lacked in modern amenities it made up for in spirit! Simple systems, robust hull, and enough space to hold the cargo he was use to hauling. Ding an alert popped up on a screen to his right which was hooked up to the holonet "Hm..mhm..." he muttered to himself as he read the order message from his holostore front. It had been quite sometime since he had an order as large as this "That's like-" he began to count on his fingers then looked up at the ceiling of the ship "89 Grand? Nova!" he pressed a few keys on the screen and it sent a confirmation message to
Yula Perl
that Comet's Delivery Service was in.Ru stood up from the chair and went into the larger open space of his cargo hold/entry way and began to move a few repulsor carts to the side and fastened them together so they wouldn't jostle around. Once he was finished he went over to his bag which he had tossed in the corner a few days prior "No job is complete without my good luck charms!" he chuckled to himself and went back into the cockpit. A few moments later Ru stepped back to admire his arrangement. A signed and highly collectible
Aerarii Tithe
pre-Senate bobblehead posed to give the viewer double finger guns, the inscription along the rich red were Money finds a way. A patriotic picture of
Julius Loghain
and the signature slogan Dragon Energy sat below the bobblehead's base "We have another date with destiny boys!" he dropped into the seat and took hold of the flight controls, the sublight engines roared in the deep void of neutral space. As he put the coordinates for Terminus into the navigational system he flipped his head forward. The visor slid down and began to display the relevant navigational data to him as well as reported Patrol vessels.Dozens of distant star's light streaked over the courier's visor as the starship entered Hyperspace along the venerable Hydian Way.
Several hours later...
"Lets go team!" he clapped several times and cheered on the apathetic cargo droids as they made their laborious possession in and out of the small freighter to load it with Yula's packages. He had landed out of view of the main starports of the area so that his business was conducted in relative privacy. As the last droid moved away from the ship Ru gave them a two fingered salute, the ramp swiftly shutting which plunged the cargo hold into darkness save the light that came through the cockpit's viewports. Ru took his seat and turned on the primary power, flipped the repulsor projectors to their Lift Off settings, retracted the landing gear, and directed the ascending starship to a 25 degree angle. Ru wiggled down into his chair and with a smile of pure joy his right hand slammed the accelerator to the end of its track causing the light freighter to shoot through the air while its engines screamed.
"Unidentified vessel! You are in violation of-" came a voice that was silenced by Ru pressing the Mute All on his communication terminal "Boop." in a few moments there would be Spaceport Authorities all over his starship unless he continued his course out of the planet's atmosphere. The sheer weight of his speed citations from around the galaxy was enough to crush a Gundark, and he wasn't fixing to pay them on Terminus either! Blue light turned to coal as Ru's starship left low orbit and blazed a path into High Orbit where he would be able to get back onto the Hydian Way.
Orange flashes lit up the interior of his ship "Woah!" his head shot over to his left side where he saw large bolts of superheated plasma racing into the endless expanse of space "Why are you shooting?! Its just a ticket- ACK!" he yanked the ship into a barrel roll as previously unseen freighter came into view. The small starship nimbly dodged under then back into the intended path "This is why you don't paint starships black!" he shouted in a mixture of intense fear and agitation. Meanwhile the bobble head continued to give him nods of suave confidence.
